Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 1039 - 294: Cultivator Attack

Yan Dahu couldn’t hold back anymore and burst out angrily, "I’ve always known that those guys at the Imperial Court are not only blind but also despicable and shameless. But only now... have I truly realized just how despicable and shameless they really are. Damn it, they actually used this kind of method to frame Brother Fan Wu. What were they thinking?"

"Could it really be... that someone would believe such nonsense from those people in the Imperial Court? You know, during this time, Brother Fan Wu has been with us! How could he possibly have gone to the Imperial Palace and assassinated the old Emperor?"

"What exactly is going on with the Crown Prince? That guy actually believes that Brother Fan Wu killed his Emperor father?" Yan Dahu was furious and cursing, "Damn it, and the timing of the old Emperor’s death couldn’t have been worse."

"Then... they gave those with the audacity of wild ambition the chance to frame Brother Fan Wu! Damn it! If I ever find out who framed Fan Wu, I will tear him apart with my bare hands!"

His words were not only full of rage but also murderous intent, as if he truly wanted to tear that person apart alive.

Beside Yan Dahu, Yan Dalong’s face was also not looking good, and he had not expected such a thing to happen.

Yan Dalong said, "Who else could it be but that damn State Preceptor, who else would have the guts to frame Brother Fan Wu? I even seriously suspect that the old Emperor’s death was orchestrated by that damn State Preceptor!"

Upon hearing this, Xing Fengzi couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows and curiously said, "Could that State Preceptor from the Shangwu Dynasty really do such a heartless thing? Remember, the person who died was the reigning Emperor of the Dynasty."

"If he did this and it were exposed, wouldn’t his position as the State Preceptor be at risk? He might even end up in prison, right?"

Yun Jiuqing, however, didn’t quite agree, "It’s not necessarily true that he would face imprisonment. As long as no one can identify him, who would know how the Emperor really died? Even if someone recognizes him, who would believe that the State Preceptor killed the Emperor?"

Listening to their varied discussions.

Bai Sheng, a local of the Imperial City, couldn’t utter a single word anymore because his mind was in utter chaos... He was well aware that Daoist Fan Wu absolutely could not have had the opportunity to assassinate the current Emperor.

Yet, the people from the Imperial Court of the Shangwu Dynasty dared to claim that the Emperor’s death was related to Daoist Fan Wu.

There were only two possibilities.

The first possibility was... someone had assassinated the current Emperor of the Shangwu Dynasty, but that person was clearly not Daoist Fan Wu, but someone else. This person might have been instructed by someone else, or their own identity was unique. After assassinating the Emperor, this person, along with some influential people within the Imperial Court, framed Daoist Fan Wu to pin the blame on him.

The second possibility was... the current Emperor was not assassinated, but was simply of old age, and his death was due. However, some manipulative people in the Imperial Court wanted to use the natural death of the Emperor to create a story, and also target Daoist Fan Wu by pinning a massive scandal on him.

Either possibility indicated that the people within the Imperial Court were utterly heartless.

To frame someone, they could stoop so low, even using the Emperor’s death to fabricate stories.

Thinking about this, Bai Sheng couldn’t help but cast a cautious glance at Daoist Fan Wu, who was not the real party involved.

Logically speaking, being inexplicably accused by an Imperial Court of a dynasty and standing in opposition to the entire dynasty, any normal person would be extremely annoyed and furious.

Yet, surprisingly, Bai Sheng did not see any signs of anger or anxiety on the face of Daoist Fan Wu.

Bai Sheng couldn’t help but swallow nervously and asked weakly, "Daoist Priest Fan, what should we do next?"

He also knew that he had boarded a bandit ship and there was no getting off now.

Everyone was in the same boat.

Bai Sheng could only hope... that Daoist Fan Wu standing before him who had the power to slay the Evil God and even the Immortal Gods could come up with a solution.

To help everyone get through this crisis.

Hearing this question, a slight smile appeared on Fan Wu’s face, his expression devoid of any worry, as he said, "What else can we do? We just face the soldiers with generals and counter the water with earth. If someone wants to take my head, let them come! Hopefully, they’ll be slightly stronger and not those ordinary people with no cultivation at all."

With that statement, Bai Sheng was completely baffled; it seemed that Daoist Fan Wu did not plan to think things through, but rather intended to use his formidable power to fight his way through the entire Imperial City.

Sigh!

But the problem was, was this something they could actually pull off? Well... if they didn’t count Daoist Fan Wu, they probably couldn’t.

However, Daoist Fan Wu was the biggest variable. With Daoist Fan Wu involved, the situation was entirely different.

At that moment,

a sudden noise came from behind them. When they turned to look, they found a group of cultivators, all from the Imperial Court!

They were like the Imperial Court’s cultivators from the Great Zhou Dynasty, similar to the Holy Fire Guard of the Great Yan Dynasty...

"On the left too!" At that moment, Yun Jiuqing exclaimed in shock, "So many people, on this side... there are at least a thousand!"

"There are also on the right, I estimate no less than a thousand, even at least two thousand!" The person speaking then was clearly Xing Fengzi.

"In front as well!" Yan Dalong’s furious face bore a trace of seriousness, "There seem to be even more in front, probably three to four thousand."

If these people were just ordinary soldiers, they wouldn’t be concerned.

After all, with less than ten thousand combined, relying on Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu alone, they could make it out as long as they weren’t afraid of getting hurt.

But the problem was... that they were all cultivators!

And they seemed extraordinarily powerful.

Yun Jiuqing said nervously, "Each one of them seems no weaker than me! The numbers... at least seven or eight thousand! All are cultivators! And... they seem very angry. They couldn’t possibly believe that black rumor, could they?"

"Do these guys really think that it was Daoist Fan Wu who assassinated their Emperor?"

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